College (2)
One month prior to my high school graduation, I moved into a party house with one of my friends. Every night the house would be filled with people who were 'tripping' on LSD, drinking, smoking marijuana, and snorting coke. I slept on a mattress in a small room. At night I was so paranoid that I would just sit and stare at the TV unable to talk or more for fear that I was going to die from all the cocaine I snorted and marijuana I smoked. One night during one of my binges, I blacked out and awoke with blood all over my face and vomit coming out of my mouth. By some miracle I pulled myself away and cleaned myself up. I got into the car, shaking drove to my parent's house. I climbed into bed with my mom and cried. I somehow managed to graduate high school. My parents felt that my only hope was to leave my environment, so they set it up for me to go to college three and a half hours away.
I arrived at college with the intention of doing well, but once again my drug and alcohol problem consumed me. I continued to drink and smoke marijuana every day but did stop using cocaine, and only ate LSD on occasion. Every night I was up late partying and hardly ever went to class. I managed to pass three classes that semester and when grades came out I got an ultimatum from my dad. I had one more chance to do well in school or I had to come home and work. I was afraid to go back to that environment because while at home over Christmas break I had been using cocaine again.
posted by E. Catton @ 12:24 PM
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